You know my love my only wish is happiness for youSo I work real hard to strike it rich but every time I doI blow it all on some old witch I hardly ever knewHow come every time I itch I wind up scratching you

When every thing's ain't going right I hurry home to youYou kiss my lips and you comfort me as only you can doBut the eagle flies on Friday night and my senses fly off tooHow come every time I itch I wind up scratching you

I dream of coming home to you a knight in shining armorCause it seems to me that you rate much moreThan a broken down busted farmer

Every time I get ahead I act like someone newI waste the whole night talking big and spending money tooThen I sneak in bed beside you feeling broke and blueHow come every time I itch I wind up scratching you